It's six minutes until eleven
The phone rings but it's never you
I won't walk the floor
I'll just watch it
Stood up, impatient, and blue.

Chorus:
What am I waiting for?
She might never show
What am I waiting for?
My legs won't let me go
What am I waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
She'll never get here.

It's not that I'm worried about her
She'll think of some brand new excuse
So why am I all alone and crazy?
While she's having fun running loose.

Chorus:
What am I waiting for?
She might never show
What am I waiting for?
My legs won't let me go
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What am I waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
She'll never get here.

--- Instrumental ---

It's six minutes after eleven
But I'm talking about the next day
Our date was just made to be broken
I guess some things just never change.

Chorus:
What am I waiting for?
She might never show
What am I waiting for?
My legs won't let me go
What am I waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
She'll never get here.

What am I waiting for?

What am I waiting for?

What am I waiting for?

She'll never get here...

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